Journey of Vampire Lord
Copyright© 2025 by Vamp
Chapter 6
“Is this your first time seeing someone die?”
“Ah ... N-no!”
Felid came to his senses and hurriedly responded while desperately holding back his urge to vomit.
“B-but what should we do with the bodies? Ah! Should we notify the people of Brahms? Or...”
“Just throw it somewhere where it’s not very visible. It’s not like we have a shortage of scum like these in the world anyways. Someone will find them one day and take care of them for us.”
Having experienced and seen such a world for half a year, Eugene spoke calmly.
“Yes. Then I will clean it up quickly.”
“Oh, wait.”
Felid forced himself to walk towards the bodies while holding back vomit. The corpses were still spewing fresh blood. Eugene interjected.
“They may have some useful objects on their bodies, so search them.”
“Ah ... yes!”
Although Eugene was quite distinct from the knights he heard about, Felid obeyed his words.
‘I thought knights lived by honor and died by honor... ‘
But like Eugene, Felid only knew about knights from stories. He did not know yet that a knight’s honor was only kept in places with watchful eyes. Whether you were a knight or a mercenary, looting was an essential part of a battle.
Brahms was a fairly large village.
The farmland and pastures were incomparably vast than those of Broadwin, and dozens of proper buildings could be spotted all over the place. It was a stark contrast from Broadwin, which only consisted of a dozen households huddled together.
‘This is my first time here.’
He had stopped by large villages in other areas during his run in the past, but it was his first time inside the Tywin territory.
“Wow! Wow! Wow!”
Unlike Eugene, who observed the surroundings with uninterested eyes, Mirian burst into continued exclamations while on top of Eugene’s shoulder. Even Felid, who acted mature until now, seemed a little excited to visit such a big village after a long time.
The group continued walking down the wide road for a while, then Eugene stopped in front of a place where skins of animals and monsters were piled up. Eugene walked up to a middle-aged man with a shaggy red beard and a round hat.
“I would like to sell some leather.”
“Hmm?”
Eugene was dressed in a dark mask and emitted a red glow from his eyes, and the merchant flinched upon seeing him. But as soon as he saw the pile of leather on Eugene’s bag, the merchant’s eyes glimmered.
“Is that what you are carrying? All of it is leather?”
“That is right. The chief of Broadwin told me that the red-bearded leather merchant was reliable.”
“Oh, you mean Mister Gev?”
The leather merchant’s expression loosened as he mentioned the village chief’s name. The chief was the only one from Broadwin who traveled outside on a regular basis, and he had mentioned the leather merchant to Eugene. That was why Eugene had chosen to stop at this place first.
“That’s right.”
Eugene laid down the skins of the animals he hunted and the two black wolves he killed before leaving the town of Broadwin.
“Ho-oh. These are skinned rather well. Did you do it yourself? Not half bad. But the black wolf skins are quite damaged, so I can’t give you too much for those. The other ones are in good condition. For all of them...”
The leather merchant stole a peek at Eugene, but he could not gauge Eugene’s expression at all due to the mask. In addition, his red eyes were quite hard to read. They were quite burdensome.
‘Tsk. Given the atmosphere, he must be quite an experienced hunter. Since he’s coming here at the instructions of the chief of Broadwin.’
The merchant finished his calculations in an instant, then spoke coolly.
“Twenty-seven kingdom silver coins and fifty bronze coins! You won’t get a better deal anywhere else.”
“Let’s do that.”
Eugene nodded, knowing that five bronze coins could buy a meal with a mug of beer.
“Haha! You hide your face, but you have a straightforward personality. Here it is.”
Soon, dozens of coins the size of a thumbnail and silver coins, which were twice as large, entered Eugene’s pouch. Eugene was satisfied with the fact that he no longer had to avoid silver coins thanks to Black Scales.
“This is our first trade, but you seem to know the business. Stop by often. I can proudly say that I’m the best when it comes to leather around here.”
“Hmm, do you have leather robes or anything similar? Something that completely blocks the sunlight, something preferably black.”
“A robe? Ah, well...”
The merchant saw Eugene’s robe, which was essentially pieces of untanned leathers glued together. He quickly searched through his stockpile of goods before pulling something out.
“You’re lucky. I recently came across a very precious object. It’s made of cowhide and lycanthrope leather. It’s waterproof and completely blocks the sunlight. It is quite expensive, but it provides more protection than a decent set of leather armor, so I would say it is worth the money.”
The robe took the form of a long cape. It even had several ornamental straps and fur decorations. Eugene felt rather sorry to even compare his current robe to it. It was a piece of garment that was a result of exquisite craftsmanship.
“I will take it.”
“Haha! You truly are forthright. Good! I thought I would never sell it in this town anyway, so I was going to send it over to Maren. I like your personality, so I’ll just take eight silver coins.”
“Here you are.”
It was enough money to buy dozens of ordinary clothes, but Eugene presented the silver coins without hesitation.
“Come again!”
Leaving behind the leather merchant, Eugene headed towards a sign engraved with a sword and a shield.
“What are you doing? Let’s go.”
“Ah, yes!”
Felid scurried along at Eugene’s words. He had been dazedly staring at Eugene’s back.
‘That is amazing. Even the chief couldn’t buy and sell this easily.’
Felid’s respect for Eugene deepened after witnessing the trade just a moment ago. The chief had always struggled with the merchant, while Eugene worked out a deal all too easily.
After spending around an hour purchasing goods in the market, Eugene left Brahms. He had a new robe, strong boots, and gloves made of cowhide, as well as a helmet that completely covered his face. His appearance was completely different from before. Anyone would assume him to be either an experienced mercenary or a free knight wandering the world.
“Not too shabby, hmm? Of course, vampires are all about silk clothes, but I guess this isn’t bad either.”